Bai Xiuxiu did not inquire further; just a glance was enough for her to understand Lan Xuanyu's intentions. The tacit understanding between them was unparalleled.
Supporting Lan Xuanyu, the two returned to their residence within the Sky Horse Manor. Between now and the afternoon meeting, there were three hours of rest time.
Back at the residence, they locked the door and activated the isolation barrier within the room. Only then did Lan Xuanyu finally let out a small sigh of relief.
"How are you? Are you okay?" Bai Xiuxiu asked via transmitted voice.
Lan Xuanyu gently shook his head and leaned close to her, speaking in a low transmitted voice, "The Eight-armed Demon Prince isn't much of a problem. The real difficulty is deceiving those astute old foxes."
